We make patterns out of stars
And we whisper little prayers
To be somewhere that we're not
And if we're good it will take us there

Then the light comes through the dark
And our questions fall apart
It's just the beating of our hearts and the still of the midnight air
And I get so overwhelmed 'til it's hard to tell what I'm thinking

We get down, down, down
We feel sorry for ourselves
We get down, down, down
We all need somebody's help
Let's get loud, loud, loud 'til there's love and nothing else
'Cause the more that we give the more that comes back around

So we hide away our hurts and put band aids on our fears
And we lie to all our friends, move along there's no problems here
And the orchestra will start and the violins appear
And a simple little melody has us fighting tears
And I get so overwhelmed 'til it's hard to tell what I'm thinking

We get down, down, down
We feel sorry for ourselves
We get down, down, down
We all need somebody's help
Let's get loud, loud, loud 'til there's love and nothing else
'Cause the more that we give the more that comes back around
The more that we give the more that comes back around

But the hardest part is the way things are
And how quickly fingers will bleed
And the grace we need is not in magazines
It's just a space, in between, when we breathe

I am down, down, down I feel so sorry for myself
I get down, down, down and I need somebody's help
Let's get loud, loud, loud 'til there's love and nothing else
'Cause the more that we give the more that comes back

Down, down, down
We feel sorry for ourselves
We are down, down, down
We all need somebody's help
Let's get loud, loud, loud 'til there's love and nothing else
'Cause the more that we give the more that comes back around
The more that we give the more that comes back around
The more that we give the more that comes back around